Raven's nose crinkled lightly as she thought about his answer. None of it sounded like anything she'd be inherently interested in doing. "The Blood Hall... Do you do that because you want to or because you are made to?" She questioned next, swaying side to side on her feet. She still seemed nervous, but she was slowly relaxing around him.

"Yes and no I guess.." he started before moving away a bit more. "I don't mind it, but it drains me rather quickly." He continued, now fidgeting with the sleeve of his hoodie. After a bit he looked away from her direction.

Raven nodded in understanding. Fighting to the death didn't sit well with her, but if he was alright with doing it then that was his choice. She watched him and the way he fiddled with his hoodie, his demeanor seeming to become less and less threatening towards her. If anything, he seemed a little nervous now. Raven had finally relaxed, watching him without a hint of fear or sense of hesitation in her eyes. "Are... Are you alright?" She asked, tilting her head as she watched him.

"Uhm, yeah I guess." He said calmly before slightly nodding."Well, I need to hurry up and clean my mess, and you, uhhh, continue what you were doing." He finally said as he straightened his posture and went back through the hallway and into the room. He looked down at the broom and dustpan for a moment before picking it up.

"Alright then..." Raven nodded slowly, her gaze lingering on him for a few seconds longer before she'd turned to go back to what she was doing. She returned to exploring the house, checking each corner of the ceiling for camera's and things such as that. Much to her surprise, she didn't find any, but if Harlow had tried time and time again to escape without success, perhaps there was something more to leaving that place. She sighed, running her fingers across window sills as she determined which ones would be well suited for escaping from if the door was not an option.

After cleaning the area he let out a sigh before walking to the owner's office, which was where they'd most likely be. Walking down a hallway he saw Raven looking out the window, so not wanting to disturb her Harlow snuck past. Upon reaching the room he knocked before entering the area, and when he did a wall of cold air slammed into him, causing a shiver to run down his spine. "Any requests?" Harlow asked calmly as he closed the door slowly, cringing at the long creak the door emitted. "Yes I do..." the owner said slowly. Harlow's attention instantly focused on the owner's words, "What would you like me to do?" Harlow asked, his gaze focused on them. "I want you to assassinate a few people, typical, yadda yadda, but this task takes place near a lab.." they began with a slight smile. "I'm listening." Harlow said quietly.

Raven was too engrossed in her thoughts to have noticed Harlow going by. She had decided that she would be trying to escape, quite likely from that very window. It gave her a straight shot towards the woods and she hadn't seen any sort of security detail strolling around, so it would be absolutely perfect. Not in the day light, however, that would be too risky. For now she headed to find their owner. If she was going to keep suspicious eyes off of her, she'd have to at least act as though she was willing to serve him for the time being. She followed the owners scent to their office before knocking on the door, fidgeting with her sweater once more.

Harlow jumped when he heard the knock, causing him to spon around and immediately open the door, "They're busy, so shoo for a few minutes.." Harlow huffed, crossing his arms before leaning against the rim of the door. "Let her come in if she wants!" The owner scolded him, which Harlow straightened his posture quickly before opening the door fully, rolling his eyes in the process.